Fox December 2002

DEPARTMENTS
3 FOX HOUND
Jill Kelly reveals what's up in this issue— and up her hot holes.
6 MAILSLOT
Your filthiest, piggiest sex letters.
22 JILL'S SEX ADVICE
Jill offers personal advice to men (and women) who aren't afraid to ask about raunch.
40 JILL'S TOOLSHED
See what hardware Auntie Jill is using to polish her clit these days.
83 BONUS: FOX 2003 CALENDAR
You'll be blowing big loads all year long.
106 CYBER EDITOR
Jewel De'Nyle logs onto her computer, looking for a hard-drive...or, someone to drive her hard.
132 CUMSHOTS
The best and worst vids from Porn Land.
137 JILL'S PERVERSE PICK OF THE MONTH
Your FOX publisher's current favorite clit-ticklin' luck-flick.
144 CUM TARGET
Pin the load on the porn star.
154 STRIPPER DIARY
Anna Malle unleashes lust-crazed "tails."
178 NEXT FOX
See what's next in the up-cumming issue.
FEATURES
70 OBSCENE PHONE CALL: VERONICA CAINE
Porn's poster-girl for hardcore fuck action talks dirty with our resident crank caller. Better lower your jeans for this one, boys....
138 ON THE SET: THE OZPORNS
Ozzie and family get the Porn Land treatment in VCR's latest fuck film/comedy. Trust us—you won't know whether to bust a nut, or bust out laughing.
PICTORIALS
8 DELILAH
28 NICOLE & VOODOO
60 RYAN & MILES
78 GINA LYNN (Covergirl & Centerfold)
110 AJA
146 JEANNA & JULIAN
168 MABEL

EDITORIAL NOTE
I gotta tell ya, boys, sometimes I think your Auntie Jill may have missed her true calling in life. Sure, I love spreading my gams and getting plowed silly for your viewing pleasure. Of course I enjoy spending countless hours road-testing every new vibrating joy-toy I can cram in my waiting suck-holes to see how they stack up to my demanding standards of fucktitude. And really, how could I not be happy devouring the plethora of tasty titties, juicy clam platters and sweet sticky buns that my staff serves up to me each month for my approval? Believe me, it's all great, but you know when I was in high school, I had dreams of being a research chemist. That's right, boys, I wanted to do something meaningful; like curing cancer, or that embarrassing orgasmic flatulence—but it was not meant to be. One day after class, I was fiddling around with some test tubes and I accidentally blew up the chem lab. "Miss Kelly," said Mr. Clifford, our old science teacher as he patted some flaming embers out of his sooty, singed eyebrows, "I suggest you find some other area in which to make your contribution to society." My dreams of a chemistry career may have been over, but I had way too curious a nature to stop experimenting
for long. Thank God I found porn! It's the perfect medium for a gal like me who likes to toss something dangerously unstable into the mix and let the jizz fall where it may. This month, I've got a really volatile formula brewing on my Cuntsen Burner. Take one part On the Set of The Ozporns (VCA's filthy, hilarious homage to the MTV mega-hit), add to that an equal measure of distilled poon infusion borrowed from the fertile tongue of cum-guzzling video queen Veronica Caine during a particularly nasty Obscene Phone Call; swirl gently and wait for the mixture to heat up. Just before it reaches the boiling point, add 20-CCs of Gypsy man-cum culled from the gooey thighs of a thoroughly-fucked Anna Malle, and finally, toss in one drop of salty fuck sweat harvested from beneath the humid hillocks of Jewel De'Nyle's bouncing funsacks while she's getting ass-fucked by a portly techno-geek pervert. Now,
crank up the flame to high and cover your eyes, 'cause any second now...B-B-BANG! COCKSPLOSION! You know, on second thought, I guess I've found my calling after all.